Porry: Ro Ghoul Script

PORRY (Grinning) Sue me. Porry and The Inspector stand on the slick tiles. Below, the dead mill about peacefully, handing each other tea.

PORRY I’m an orphan. We’re all strange. So what’s the play? Porry Ro Ghoul Script

THE INSPECTOR We need to find the First Corpse. The one who never rotted. If you raise her, she can un-write the law that lets the Guild tax death. PORRY (Grinning) Sue me

A beat. Thunder. Matron Skull’s eye twitches. PORRY I’m an orphan

Porry Ro Ghoul Logline: In a city where the dead are taxed by the pound, a plucky orphan girl discovers she isn't a scavenger—she is the weapon the corrupt Mortuary Guild fears most. SCENE 1: THE BONE YARD - NIGHT RAIN lashes against the iron gates of LICHFIELD WORKHOUSE. Beneath a tarp, ten-year-old PORRY (scrawny, feral, with unsettlingly still eyes) scrapes marrow from a cracked femur with a bent spoon.